"Maybe I heard what we said just now."

"So what? Are we telling lies?"

"That's right, don't care about them! Let them follow if they like to follow."

Everyone sneered, ignored them, and looked at Chu Suiliang.

Each poetry grand meeting is divided into two parts. The first part is to compete for poems and words, and at noon, the second part will be held.

Among the children of the rich family, one person said: "Chu Qijulang, what is the theme of this grand poetry event?"

Chapter 105 Full Firepower, Unrelenting Words

Meeting the eyes of everyone, Chu Suiliang stroked his beard, looked at the river, and said in a deep voice:

"The scenery here is pleasant and picturesque. Today's grand poetry gathering is about expressing emotions through scenery and expressing one's aspirations through objects. What do you think?"

"Good!" The rich kid who asked the question clapped his palms and said, "This question is wonderful!"

Everyone nodded and said in agreement:

"I also think this question is good!"

"It's more suitable for poetry to express one's ambition through objects and express one's feelings through scenery!"

"Listen to Chu Qijilang, that's all!"

Seeing that everyone agreed, Chu Suiliang nodded with a smile, glanced at everyone, and asked, "Who will come first?"

More than a dozen children from the rich family looked at each other, and then a tall young man came out with a smile, cupped his hands and said, "I'm Wei Xian, from the Julu Wei family, and I have a poem in my heart."

"Julu Wei?" Chu Suiliang looked at him in surprise, "Who are you Wei Zheng?"

Wei Xian raised his head and smiled, "Doctor Wei is my uncle."

"So that's how it is." Suddenly, Chu Suiliang said with a smile, "Since you already have poems in your heart, you should start first."

"No!" Wei Xian cleared his throat with a cough, opened the paper fan, and fanned it lightly, just about to open his mouth and start reciting poems.

Suddenly, a voice sounded in the ear:

"Beside the broken bridge outside the station, loneliness is open to no one."

"It's already dusk to worry alone, and it's more windy and rainy."

"..." Wei Xian caught his breath, turned his head to look at Zhang Dun, who was one step ahead of him, with a look of embarrassment on his face, what is this person doing? !

Everyone turned their heads to look at Zhang Dun, with surprise written on their faces, this cook can also compose poems?

Chu Suiliang narrowed his eyes slightly, and had to look at him, recalling the words he read in his heart, his eyes lit up, "Well written!"

Zhang Dun didn't look at him, and continued to speak loudly:

"I have no intention of struggling for spring, and any Qunfang is jealous."

"Scattered into mud and ground into dust, only the fragrance remains the same."

Hearing this, a dozen rich kids frowned.

Unintentionally struggle for spring, and be jealous of others?

Wuxin competes with hundreds of flowers to enjoy the spring, but it arouses the jealousy of many ordinary flowers.

Is this mocking them?

A dozen children from rich families suddenly turned ugly, and looked at Zhang Dun with unfriendly eyes.

Chu Suiliang clicked his tongue secretly, although I told you to be more angry, but I didn't want you to be crazy, just these two sentences, wouldn't all these scholars offend?

"Wei Langjun, read out the poem you have thought up!"

"Yes, overwhelm him!"

"This is all bullying on our heads!"

A dozen rich kids stared at Zhang Dun angrily, and said to Wei Xian.

"..." The corners of Wei Xian's mouth twitched a few times, recalling the few sentences Zhang Dun had read just now, he felt more and more that the poem he just thought of was not very good.

There is no way to compare with him!

Wei Xian took a deep breath, strode up to Zhang Dun, and said in a deep voice, "I'm the Julu Wei family Wei Xian."

Zhang Dun waved his hand, "I heard it just now, so I don't need to repeat it."

"..." Wei Xian frowned, and anger surged into his heart, what kind of attitude is he!

I am Julu Weishi!

My cousin is Wei Zheng!

Every time I declare my family, which of those scholars doesn't admire me?He happened to be in front of Zhang Dun. He was like chasing flies. Was he so unbearable?

Zhang Dun stared at him out of the corner of his eye, seeing that Wei Xian's face was turning purple, he was satisfied.

Before getting out of the carriage just now, the Wei Xian in front of him had the worst attitude, he almost had disdain written on his face.

Why, compliment me now, and I'll give you a smiley face?Zhang Dun shook his head secretly, this kind of person gives a good face to a fart!

"Huh!" Wei Xian snorted coldly, closed the folding fan in his hand, turned around and left.

Facing the gazes of more than a dozen wealthy children, Wei Xian said indifferently: "Don't worry about being a cook, let's continue with ours!"

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Dun's voice followed: "Qu He, how about this poem? Isn't it very appropriate?"

"How appropriate?" Hu Guang said.

Zhang Dun: "I don't want to fight hard for spring, I'm jealous of all the friends!"

Hearing this, Wei Xian stopped in his footsteps, couldn't help but turned around and walked over, and said with a dark face, "Which eye of yours sees that I'm jealous of you?"

Zhang Dun tilted his head and looked at him, "I said you?"

After finishing speaking, Zhang Dun pointed at him solemnly, and said to Hu Guang and Hu Quhe, "See, he's in a hurry!"

"You're in a hurry!" Wei Xian said angrily, "Do you dare to tell the source of the few words you read just now?"

"Are you asking where it came from?" Zhang Dun asked in confusion, "Who did you read it from? You can't see it? Are you pressing those two eyeballs to vent your anger?"

"You—" Wei Xian said angrily, "vulgar!"

Zhang Dun raised his hand solemnly and pointed at him again, and said to Hu Guang and Hu Quhe: "See, he's in a hurry again!"

"Hahahahaha!" Hu Guang couldn't hold back his belly laugh.

Hu Quhe lowered her head, with a smile she couldn't hide from her brows and eyes, the bitterness in her heart was instantly diluted a lot.

Creak creak!Wei Xian clenched his hands tightly, trembling with anger, why is he so angry!

Chu Suiliang couldn't help laughing, for a moment he didn't know whether to say that Zhang Dun would irritate people, or that Wei Xian was not generous, and you would be anxious if he said a few words?

"Brother Wei, don't be angry." At this moment, a burly young man walked out of a dozen rich children, and smoothed things over: "This time you and I are participating in the grand meeting of the poetry world. It's not worth being angry."

Wei Xian took a deep breath, looked at him and nodded, "Listen to Brother Du."

The burly young man called "Brother Du" grinned, turned his head to look at Zhang Dun, cupped his hands and said:

"Duzhong in Xiajingzhao Du's house."

"I don't know what the few sentences Zhang Langjun read just now are? It doesn't sound like poetry."

Zhang Dun looked him up and down, then looked at Wei Xian, and said with a straight face: "You learn a little bit, look at his attitude, and then look at yours, you are looking for a model, and you will be beaten up someday." have no idea!"

"You bastard—" Wei Xian was about to swallow this breath, but suddenly heard Zhang Dun's ridicule, and his anger rose slowly.

Du Zhong frowned, and gave Wei Xian a look, telling him to calm down, and looked at Zhang Zhang with a smile on his face, and said suddenly: "Mr. Zhang, if you haven't answered me yet, if you don't want to answer, I won't force you."

Zhang Dun thought for a while, among the rich kids who ran to the carriage just now, there was no Eucommia, and said in a deep thought: "The few lines I read are Ci Fu."

"No wonder!" Du Zhong suddenly realized.

Zhang Dun asked curiously, "Do you know what Ci Fu is?"

"..." Du Zhong was silent for a few seconds, and then showed an awkward yet polite smile.

Zhang Dun continued: "My poem is called "Bu Suanzi Yongmei."

"I have been taught." Du Zhong nodded and said solemnly.

"Brother Du, don't listen to him," Wei Xian snorted coldly, "It's not necessarily that he wrote this poem by himself. He's a cook, how could he write it!"

Du Zhong frowned, "Brother Wei!"

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter!" Zhang Dun waved his hand, looked at Wei Xian with a smile and said:

"I made a mistake just now. Your eyes are not only for venting anger, but also dog eyes. It's normal to look down on me. I don't blame you. After all, I am a different species from you. If a dog bites me, I don't care. Will bite back! Du Langjun, take him back quickly."

Du Zhong was embarrassed, neither to leave nor to stay.

There is nothing to say about staying here, but according to what Zhang Dun said, now turning around and taking Wei Xian back to Chu Suiliang and the others, isn't Zhang Dun's words true?Isn't Wei Xian really a dog? !

Chu Suiliang stroked his beard and looked at Zhang Dun with great interest. This kid's words are powerful enough.

Chapter 106 You Sing Poems, I'll Smash The Field

Although the words are a bit vulgar, they can irritate people!

See how angry Wei Xian is, trembling all over!

Du Zhong frowned, and said a few words in Wei Xian's ear, and soon Wei Xian's complexion improved a lot, and he turned and left with a cold snort.

"Zhang Langjun, you should be happy about today's poetry event, there is no need to make it so embarrassing."

Du Zhong smiled and said: "I have been paying attention to Zhang Langjun, Zhang Langjun, and Mrs. Quhe just now, why should you be angry? With Zhang Langjun's talent, without you fighting for poems and words, the grand poetry event will inevitably be a little lonely .”

"No need."

Zhang Dun shook his head and said, "I'm not the same as you. You talk about yours, we talk about ours. Well water doesn't violate river water, and we are happy with each other."

Du Zhong pondered: "Well, since Mr. Zhang Lang doesn't want to be with us, I won't force him."

After finishing speaking, Eucommia cupped his hands again, and turned back to Chu Suiliang and the others.

I don't know what he said to Chu Suiliang and the others, but soon everyone laughed and continued to walk forward.

At this time, Hu Guang looked at Zhang Dun with admiration, and said, "Brother Zhang, I really have you!"

"Just now, the one surnamed Wei was the craziest. He was the first to show Qu He a face. I don't have your eloquence, so I can only stare blankly. Now he has also tasted what it is like to be humiliated!"

"When we go back, we have to have a drink!"

Zhang Dun laughed, "Okay!"

Hu Quhe raised his head, looked at Zhang Dun, and said with seriousness on his pretty face: "Thank you, sir, for venting your anger on my family!"

"Vent?" Zhang Dun shook his head with a smile, and said in a low voice, "Do you think this is considered as venting your anger?"

Hu Quhe stared blankly, looked at him in confusion, and gave Wei Xian such a big embarrassment, isn't that counted?

Zhang Dun didn't say anything, but looked at Chu Suiliang and the others who had already started walking along the river, waved his hands and said, "Go, let's follow!"

It wasn't just that Wei Xian who made things difficult just now, except for Du Zhong, all the rich kids present counted as one!

And those women!

Zhang Dun looked at those people in the distance smiling happily, showing a meaningful smile, laugh, laugh hard now, it's time to make you cry later.

"Everyone, I have a poem here, which is about mountains!"

Among the dozen or so children from rich families, someone suddenly raised his palm, pointed to the distant mountain range, and said, "That mountain is Mount Li. I will recite a poem with the title of Mount Li!"

Everyone listened attentively, and Chu Suiliang also looked at him with a smile. This kid from a rich family has participated in several poetry festivals, and his poems and proses are really good.

"Looking horizontally, it looks like mountains and peaks on the other side. The distance and height are different. I don't know the true face of Lishan Mountain, only because I am in this mountain."

Behind them, Zhang Dun's voice suddenly sounded.

The kid from the rich family who was preparing to use "Lishan" as the title, when he heard these four lines of poetry, the smile on his face froze.

With a swipe, everyone looked at Zhang Dun one after another, with surprise written all over their faces.

Zhang Dun's song "Bu Suanzi Yongmei" just now surprised them.

Especially the sentence "I have no intention of struggling for spring, and I will be the envy of others", which can hurt others while boasting about myself, but it also echoed Chu Suiliang's "expressing emotions through scenery" and "expressing ambition through things", which opened their eyes. .

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